Grind (Powertools The Original Crew Returns #3)- Jayne Rylon Page 0,19

a similar one beside the pool at the renovation job where they’d met Kate, who lived next door.

That summer had changed his life forever. For the better.

James leapt between Neil and Dave, diving into the water in a graceful arc then bobbing to the surface between his wife’s legs. He wrapped his arms around her waist and treaded water, but no matter how he angled his head, he couldn’t quite fasten his mouth to her pussy without choking a bit on the lake.

“Hang on, let me help.” Neil tipped forward and wrapped his hands around Devon’s tiny waist, then leaned back again, effectively cantilevering her ass up and out of the water.

“Perfect.” James smacked it playfully, then slipped beneath her, lapping at her even as he slid three fingers into her pussy.

She moaned around Neil, who tensed, but he never wavered or let her dip even a fraction of an inch.

By now they were all lost to the pleasure they inspired in each other. The sights and sounds of his best friends experiencing as much bliss as Dave was only torqued his enjoyment higher. Kayla began to meet him halfway, her hips rocking upward as he plunged down so that he bottomed out in her on every pass.

Her nipples were tight, thrusting her jewelry into the afternoon air. They shook as he rode her harder and faster, and he knew she got off on it because her hand slipped from his back to tug on them.

Mike wasn’t wasting any time either. He was threatening to break the poor weathered chair with his steady thrusts into Kate. The last time she’d been pregnant there had been periods where she wasn’t interested in sex. That certainly wasn’t an issue now. Her nails raked Mike’s back, urging him to screw her harder. And he did.

Water sloshed around the platform as they caused it to rock. But soon Dave couldn’t hear the splashes anymore over the moans and gritty curses that burst from each of them on occasion. Morgan rode Joe as if she were a world-class cowgirl instead of a baker, and both Devon and James sucked and fingered their lovers while James’s hand stroked his cock beneath the surface of the lake. Dave peered down at Kayla and saw her eyes glaze over, as entranced as he was by the energy they generated when they shared their most intimate moments like this.

It made his balls draw tight to his body and his cock lurch inside her.

But before he could take a break or shout a warning, Kate shrieked, “I can’t stop it! I can’t. Need it. Now. Sorry.”

There was nothing to apologize for. Dave would tell her so as soon as he could breathe again. Because he was right there with her, and apparently so was everyone else.

Devon moaned and Neil slapped his palm on the platform. His ass clenched and relaxed in time to the grunts that made Dave sure he was pumping his release down his wife’s throat. Morgan arched in Joe’s hold and shuddered on top of him, her orgasm drawing Joe’s come straight from his balls.

Dave looked over just long enough to see a drop or two squeeze out of her and slide down Joe’s dick before he lost it. He crushed his lips to Kayla’s precisely as she unraveled around him and he began to gush deep inside her.

Mike caved last, as if he’d waited a second or two longer than the rest of his crew members, to make sure they were sated before he joined them, before emptying himself into his wife.

It felt so fucking good to be there with the Powertools, especially after such a stressful couple of days, that Dave’s orgasm kept wringing him dry long after he should have been spent.

It was more than a physical release. His climax filled in some of the fractures in his soul and shored up the confidence that had eroded every time he’d glimpsed the desperation in Kayla’s eyes lately. And there was none of it there at the moment. Instead, she was flying, staring up at him with awe and surrender not unlike his own.

They hung there together as one heartbeat stretched into a hundred or two and then the magic began to dissipate, or at least to turn from something intense to something enduring that forged this lifelong bond between them.

Joe pulled out of Morgan with a sigh. He laid her down gently, then flopped onto his side next to her…or would have if he